Each July 4th the U.S. celebrates its birth as a nation. It was originally supposed to be July 1st but either through bad weather (which caused travel delays at a time when all roads were primitive) or from wicked hangovers caused by an over boisterous pre-signing celebration (accounts vary) the signing of the Declaration of Independence was delayed a few days. In any event, 239 years later Lyn and I spent this July 4th visiting our kids and grandkids in Kansas. While there we also visited relatives and a dear friend in Lawrence, Kansas, a lovely little city where Lyn and I had lived for many years.
As always, special thanks to my dearest spouse Lyn, who does all the heavy lifting selecting the photos. And thank you sincerely for dropping by the Book of Bokeh. I would also like to invite you to visit my Book of Pain poetry blog.
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